Chapter 77: Prescribing Medicine

For the first time in her life, she wanted to confess her feelings to a man, but Liu Wenjing was so nervous she couldn't utter a single complete sentence. Her face flushed bright red, yet she had no idea what to say; all she could do was gaze into Xu Yang's handsome face with those wide eyes.

A look of surprise appeared on Xu Yang's face. He couldn't understand how this eloquent female classmate had suddenly become so tongue-tied.

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The Throne of Frost soared ten thousand meters high, and atop it sat the Lord of Oblivion, an even more colossal presence. His entire body was encased in black armor, a helmet on his head, revealing only the eye sockets ablaze with soul fire.

That spring, after the sowing season, the Northwest Bank, through rural credit associations, fully redeemed nearly eight million military notes held by the people of Gansu, Ningxia, and Qinghai. This single act thoroughly won the hearts of the three provinces.

Of course, such tactics could not be repeated. Impersonating Jin Shuren was one thing, but continuing to pose as the Russians would inevitably lead to exposure. Thus, after February 5th, the People's Army ceased their impersonation operations and instead used the captured cipher to intercept Soviet communications around Xinjiang.

With his back to the river, Di Jia had just taken three steps when he heard a splashing sound behind him. Turning around, he saw that the two-foot-long immortal carp had returned to the shore, slapping the water with its tail. When Di Jia faced it again, the carp thrashed its tail against the water even more loudly.

It must be said that Gan Ning’s experience was invaluable. He led his navy to the vicinity of Mengjin under cover of darkness. Under his command, three thousand marines, together with Zhao Yun’s three thousand cavalry, landed undetected.

“Yes, Brother Feng, I’ll be going now!” Wang Nailiang didn’t know what Mu Xiaofeng was planning, but upon hearing his words, he instinctively nodded and took his leave.

Damn! Mi Heng’s insults were vicious! Not a single one of Cao Cao’s men was spared. Especially the scolding of Xiahou Dun and Cao Ren—it was brutal. As the saying goes: don’t hit a man’s face, don’t expose his shortcomings. But Mi Heng did just that: one was blind in one eye, the other had once paid a ransom. Every single flaw was laid bare.

Az, age 246: I had wanted to die in my own engine room, but they forcibly sent me here. There are no lights, no roaring engines, no energy systems to manage. The silence here keeps me awake all night; I can neither eat nor sleep well. Every day, I long for my engine room. I just wish I could die there.

The Japanese army along the Ru River, with nearly three divisions, launched a fierce assault, leaving Shi Jue stretched thin and barely able to cope. When the 6th Brigade outflanked them at Baofeng, the 13th Army faced the real danger of having their retreat cut off.

“Hehehehehehehe...!” Not far away, all sorts of slave gladiators preparing for training burst into mocking laughter, making the young man frown with humiliation. In his heart, he resolved to show these ignorant aliens the true meaning of Chinese martial arts.

“That’s not your concern. It’s enough that we’re certain your products contain substances harmful to the human body,” Liu Siyuan said calmly.

Gan Sui sat boldly in the room, showing not the least intention to avoid anyone. Bai Fuling could only pretend he didn't exist. For a moment, the room fell silent.

After the alliance meeting, Jingtian set off for Jinghua with five high-ranking Heaven-class warriors and an Emperor-class elder. None of them expected that this journey would unleash a bloody storm in the ancient martial arts world.

Ding Ying’s gaze held a hint of resentment and seduction, making Chang Ning’s heart tremble involuntarily.

“That’s right! You must deal harshly with those who have wronged and betrayed you. Don’t let them get away with it easily,” Liu Yutao said, biting her lip.